Chapter 1270

My name is Zhang Zhongshi. I am the lineage of the Haoyang forbidden array family. I have been outstanding since I was a child and regarded as the star of the future by the family.

Originally, my life should be bright and bright, but the accident came like this. The crazy devil killed my favorite wife and children, and also completely destroyed my life.

In the years to come, my only goal in life is to kill Baifeng in Taoyuan and revenge for my wife and children who died miserably.

But Bai Feng is too strong, and the existence of peach garden makes people despair. The family has chosen reconciliation, but I can understand the resentment in my heart. Zhangjia, as a man without the holy way, although he is in the holy way circle, how can he compete with the terror peach garden.

But understanding does not mean that I will give up the hatred of my wife and children because of the family's choice.

I did it, I failed Many times, many times are defeated! Although Taoyuan didn't kill me, I gradually felt despair. Bai Feng is stronger and stronger. The longer time goes by, the less likely I will kill him.

Just when I was confused and in pain, I didn't know how to do it, someone gave me another choice. This means that he has a high probability of killing Baifeng himself, but the price of making this choice is that he will lose everything and become a puppet under control.

As I've said before, the only reason I'm alive is to kill Baifeng - so I don't need to hesitate. I accepted this choice, signed the most terrible contract in the world, and came to the lost garden.

But I failed again. I was very unwilling, but I had no chance to do it again. The power of the contract began to start. The pain surged out like a tide, gradually drowning my consciousness. I would soon become a puppet and continue to live in the world, but I was no longer myself.

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Crossing the boundless sea of bitterness and arriving at the other side of the cultivation, this is the way to condense and become a real saint. Under the condition of dominating and avoiding the world, it is the top in the world of Haoyang. It changes the color of heaven and earth and turns the wind and clouds.

Semi saints may be some anti heaven practitioners, who can resist fearlessness, but few can let true saints suffer losses, almost never really appear. So "Zhang Zhongshi" never thought that his ending would be like this.

He paid a great price to enter the lost garden, but the puppet body was destroyed in this way. All of a sudden, his eyes were fixed on the fleeing man in the blood robe, and he raised his hand and shook it forward.

This grip has used the power of the real sage. Even though he has intentionally transformed it, he can only bear it for three times.

Every time, it is precious. Nature tries its best without any reservation. But in the moment of five fingers holding, "Zhang Zhongshi" appeared in front of him, and he was directly shot before he even had time to react.

With a loud bang, the puppet's body was torn apart, and the consciousness hiding in it quickly broke away after a moment's ignorance. He thought that the puppet body would die, but he didn't think that his consciousness would also be annihilated.

The holy way is the holy way. When consciousness is destroyed, it's like the reflection of dying time. The perception ability is magnified instantly, and then "see clearly" under the blood robe, which somehow makes him suffer a great loss.

It's him!

The first reaction is absolutely impossible, and then it becomes, a palpitation from the bottom of my heart, followed by a murderous intention that almost condenses into substance.

This is the first time that he has such an uneasy feeling, and the object is a junior who has never been seen at all. But think about it carefully, it seems that he has been suffering losses in the hands of this young generation since the beginning, until today.

What is broken now is his divided consciousness. What about the next time? Will it end his life?

The word "destiny" emerges from the bottom of Zhang Zhongshi's heart - death, he must die, never let him live and leave the lost garden!

The consciousness in the collapse of the true saint broke out the final force, forming a terrorist divine impact, sweeping ten directions in an instant.

It has no killing power, but covers a wider area as much as possible. It almost covers the whole lost garden.

So the next moment, all the intelligent creatures in the lost garden, including the external practitioners, come to mind at the same time, a towering mountain shadow, and a coordinate similar to the brand of the divine mind.

Shua -

Shua -

countless eyes gathered in the depth of the lost garden, which was full of heat and vibration. Although it's just a shadow, it's enough for them to feel the difference of this mountain.

And involuntarily, from the bottom of my heart, I have a strong sense of foreboding - in this mountain

, there is the greatest creation in the lost garden!

"Go!"

"Go and have a look!"

"Up to now, lost garden has never been discovered. There must be magic in it!"

"Never miss it!"

Most practitioners are a group of people with great courage and amazing adventure, and the higher their accomplishments, the more so. Otherwise, it would have been mediocre and devoid of all people, and how to have today's accomplishments.

Today, none of the practitioners who have entered the lost garden are weak. After a brief silence, they set off.Nine of them are also in it, but at this moment, his face is heavy and his eyebrows and eyes are intertwined with the vibration that has not completely disappeared.

What happened can destroy the master's mind, and it is Qin Huan, Taoyuan, who is now well-known and respected by countless practitioners of the holy way circle, but he has always despised him.

I can't think!

Take a deep breath, then slowly spit out. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Do your best to do the master's command is to kill Qin Huan.

At all costs!

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Lei Xiaoyu looked calm and said with a little helplessness: "it's useless to say that, elder martial brother, you don't want to waste your energy any more."

In front of us is a source of life that has become ink. It still exists, but it has been polluted by terrorist forces. Now it only needs one drop to fall into the clouds, which can turn a thousand miles into death.

The elder martial brother frowned, looked down and solidified the source of life. He looked up with a pity and smiled, "no problem, this failure is just that the source of life is not strong enough. We still have a chance."

Lei Xiaoyu curled his mouth and wanted to say, "don't dream, OK?" but in the face of his smile, he just sighed, "I just think it's really not worth wasting time and the source of life on this matter."

Master brother just wanted to speak, his face changed a little, and the next moment, his magnificent thoughts swept by, his voice blew in his mind.

Is this The legendary mountain? It really exists! After only a second of hesitation, the elder martial brother turned around and left. "Younger martial sister, let's go and get together."

Lei Xiaoyu drew the corner of his mouth. He didn't know that elder martial brother Taoyuan was the one who didn't like to join in the fun. His favorite thing was to practice in seclusion.

One is that cultivation can become stronger, the other is that it is quiet enough.

Now, he takes the initiative to join the party, is it for her? Ha ha, people like Taoyuan are stupid except teachers. They haven't changed at all for many years.

Thanks to the teacher, I'm afraid Taoyuan would have been flattened if he hadn't been strong enough and shameless.

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The fragments in Qin Huan's hands seem to have gone through endless years in an instant. After weathering, they become powder and fall from his five fingers.

Looking back at the place where "Zhang Zhongshi" was killed by a blow, he took a deep breath and felt that it was like a dream.

The puppet body of the real sage is so hidden behind his back that he feels that this time there is no doubt that he will die, so he is destroyed?

What's the shadow just now? It's so fast. It's so fast that his eyes can't catch it at all.

And why? Qin Huan looked down at the broken powder that had been blown away by the wind. Qin Huan unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth.

A moment ago, he was still running away, and the fragments in his palm were getting hotter and hotter, which broke out behind him. In the moment of terror, a voice suddenly sounded in his heart, "do you need to guard?"

Between life and death, Qin Huan didn't even have time to think, so he instinctively made a choice.

Yes, of course. He just needs it.

Then came the next scene in front of us. The puppet body of the holy big man was killed and his consciousness was erased.

However, the real saint is the real saint, and death can also toss and turn. Qin Huan was the first to hear the shock and fluctuation of the exploded divine thoughts. Of course, he didn't think that the real sage felt that he was too lonely and helpless to break into the mountain by himself, so he specially called a helper for him.

The biggest possibility is that the real sage knows that Qin Huan's current situation is more chaotic and he is more likely to have an accident.

But I don't have to go in!

Before we have to enter, because there is no way back, not a fight is waiting for death.

But now, the puppet body of the real sage has been hammered. Qin Huan can turn around and leave without the most serious trouble.

"Old Tortoise" told the stone pagoda that the mountain is too dangerous

, knowing that there are tigers in the mountain and they prefer Tiger Mountain It's true that this kind of intervention is very exciting, but at least it should be divided into different situations.

In Qin Huan's current situation, it's uncertain when he would blow himself up with a bang. It's not enough to be stable. What else is the thrill.

Yes, I just want to leave. Let's leave you to work hard in this mountain. I'm going to find the source of life for you.

In his mind, Qin Huan turned around and left. At the same time, from the bottom of his heart, he gave birth to a trace of contempt for the real saint. It wasn't because, somehow, he killed the puppet body of the real sage, and the whole person's mentality expanded. It was because Qin Huan thought that the real sage's brain seemed to be at a very general level.

You're dying. What's the use of wasting so much time on this live broadcast? I dropped out in the middle of the race! The rest, like how to play how to play, and I have nothing to do with a dime!

But soon the idea of contempt froze in his heart, and then the smile on Qin Huan's face froze together.

Because he found that he could not go away, the mountain in front of him was like a piece of very large magnet, which firmly attracted him.There was no reaction before, but Qin Huan turned around and immediately activated the suction. So the next moment, Qin Huan's "whew" turned into a black spot and was inhaled into the mountain.

Dong -

Qin Huan fell to the ground heavily in the loud noise. The first thought was that the stone was really hard, but it didn't break at all, and the wave after wave of anti vibration was like the spring tide, which was pounding from down to up.

"Crackling" for a long time, the flesh and bones broke, and Qin Huan's blood robe suddenly became more bright red.

Finally, Qin Huan resisted the shock. Qin Huan breathed a long time.

Just now, the body of the rules is a little different, and we can't hold on to them.

I've thought about many times before that the scene of the rule body finally falling out of control, but I never thought of it. The reason is that it was killed by the anti earthquake force when landing.

The cause of death Tut Tut, it's wonderful!

Fortunately, Qin Huan did not die. He hurriedly raised his head and died. Unexpectedly, everything was quiet. It was quiet. Qin Huan didn't even feel the threat.

This is not like the very dangerous judgment made by "old Tortoise" and stone tower in the mountains.

Just now, Qin Huan fell to the ground. As long as he was not deaf, he could hear it.

Am I lucky? Or are the creatures in the mountains deaf? Qin Huan thought about it in a mess, and finally pressed it down one by one. Although he couldn't find the reason, it was a good thing that there was no danger.

Looking up at the sky, I can see that the huge ancient wood branches are luxuriant, and the canopy is like a giant umbrella, covering the vast sky. But in the end, there are still some gaps, you can see the sky, you can shed light.

Let's get out first!

Even if there is no danger, I feel uncomfortable in this place.

At the foot of his feet, Qin Huan rose to the sky, but in his figure, about to rush over the height of the tree crown, his face suddenly changed, and his heart began to curse again.

The attraction of terror shrouded in a moment, wrapped him tightly, and then the whole person was like a free falling stone, "Dong" hit the ground.

Crackling -

Yes, it was another toss on the edge of death. Qin Huan managed to hold up, looked up at the sky, and smiled bitterly. At the end of the day, it seems that he can't escape. Otherwise, he's not confident that he can make it through again.

Since the mountain is so hospitable and hospitable that people are not willing to leave, it's just a probe. Wait for the state to be slightly stable, Qin Yushen takes a breath, concentrates on sensing the surroundings, and starts to move at his feet.

The speed is very slow, although what we see in front of us now is very quiet, and even gives us a strange sense of peace and quiet. At first, it was ok, but as time went on, it gradually made people feel strange and more intense uneasiness.

Click -

Click -

this is a thick layer of dead branches and leaves on the ground. The sound of being trampled off forms a clear step feedback.

Qin Huan's brow was frowning and his face became heavy, because It's so quiet!

It was so quiet that he could not hear any other sound except the sound of the fallen leaves when they were trampled off.

The ancient trees supporting the sky, countless branches and leaves are motionless, as if he is in a world where some time falls into a stop, except for him, everything is in the middle of the painting!